"Billinger--you understand--she's going to be my wife--if she lives--" That was all of the story he told, but Billinger knew what those few words meant.
"She's going to live," he said.

"See--there's color coming back into her face--she's breathing." He bathed her face in water, and placed the canteen to her lips.
A moment later Philip bent down and kissed her.

"Isobel--my sweetheart--" he whispered.
"We must hurry with her to the water hole," said Billinger, laying a sympathetic hand on Philip's shoulder.

"It's the sun.

Thank God, nothing has happened to her, Steele.